#twisted wonderland kalim al asim

[apompkwrites]

disappearance of an asim || kalim al-asim

masterlist characters: kalim (platonic) genre: angst contains: help there's more names oh god, kidnapping summary: the asim siblings go down from 32 to 31 children in the span of a single night. notes: lol posting this before I sleep and go to college again tomorrow anyway you get to meet more siblings :)) parts: [og post] | [previous] | [next]

faraj was used to waking up to a bundle of siblings gathering in his room. in fact, he would find it odd if none of them were there in his waking moments.

he never minded it. it was a welcome surprise that greeted him every morning. he played an internal guessing game of "which of my siblings are here" before he opened his eyes.

he usually won this game, too. he had a good balance of gut instinct and reading slight clues in the room that he knew right away which sibling had decided to wake him up that day.

light fluttering of book pages being turned? that's rawiya, most likely there to collect new ideas for stories she wanted to write.

heavy footsteps that sounded like constant marching? probably junayd who had just come home from training.

and, this morning, faraj heard soft pattering on the floor, one more sluggish than the other. he knew immediately that it was the pair of sleepy twins qamar and hala.

"faraj...!" qamar yawned. but, despite his sleepy tone, there was a hint of panic laced in it. faraj opened his eyes slowly, letting out a yawn himself, before sitting up in bed.

"good morning, you two," he hummed softly, trying his best to fix his bedhead.

"faraj...!" qamar whined, sleep still lacing his tone. he sniffled and scrambled onto faraj's bed, tugging on his pajama sleeve.

"what's wrong, qamar?" faraj yawned again, rubbing the boy's shoulder gently. as he stared down at his sniffling siblings, he felt something tighten in his chest.

"w-we went to find (n-name)," he cried, his words catching in his throat with every sob, "b-but we couldn't f-find them!"

"deep breaths, qamar," faraj cooed, rubbing his shoulder. he turned to look at hala, who had crawled up onto his bed and curled up into his other side. "did you check their room? maybe they went to bed early."

"we checked," hala huffed, burying her face in faraj's side. "they weren't there."

"huh..." faraj muttered. "well, breakfast is in an hour or so. I'm sure you'll see them then."

that was what he thought, of course. but, when he and the rest of his siblings gathered at the table, the guards standing outside of the hall, he noticed one chair was left empty.

in between lulu and qamar was (name)'s empty chair.

faraj had to pause for a moment. that was strange... without fail, (name) had always made it to breakfast. he scanned the table before his eyes landed on menna, who was the one to wake up any remaining siblings in their rooms.

"menna," he called out as everyone nestled into their seats. "did you see (name) in their room this morning?"

"i was just gonna bring that up," she responded. "I was gonna ask if the twins saw them last night."

"that's the thing," faraj muttered worriedly. "they didn't."

the table fell into silence for a single moment. it was unnerving. it was quite rare for the room to be completely silent. the only times it ever happened were if kalim, nawra, or rawda were absent from the table due to a threat.

"...what did you say?" menna asked, her voice straight and emotionless.

"they didn't see them," faraj repeated. "they woke me up this morning saying they couldn't find them..."

"are you trying to say (name)'s missing?!" kalim gasped, slamming his hands on the table. the other siblings jumped at the sudden rattle, prompting kalim to utter an apology under his breath before he continued to panic. "they couldn't, right?! they must have fallen asleep somewhere else, right?!"

"kalim, settle down," faraj responded in a stern tone. "panicking won't help us."

"we'll go look around for them," menna offers, standing up. she points to herself before listing off the other siblings. "raabi'a, mahdi, faraj. samad, come with me. kalim, safaa', tasnim, watch the others."

the siblings all fell into their duties relatively quickly, except kalim who was insisting on going out to find (name) as well.

but, the five ignored his pleas, hurrying out of the dining hall. outside, they were met with a handful of their servants, all of whom stared back at them with surprised expressions.

"is something wrong?" jamil, as expected, was the first to speak up. he stepped forward, a bit tense when he noticed kalim was still in the dining hall.

"we're just searching for one of our siblings," safaa' huffed. "no need to get involved."

"...yes, of course," jamil bowed his head and stepped back. faraj and mahdi could only offer apologetic looks as they hurried off into the hall.

the five split up, covering each part of their home. and, when they gathered again, they all came up empty handed.

kalim, upon the arrival of his five siblings and not six, was quick to rush out of the dining hall. he hurried down the hall, past jamil, past the guards, past the advisors that wandered the home, and straight to where his father was.

"dad! dad!" he called out as he burst through the door, ignoring the surprised looks of his parents. "(name)'s gone missing!"

his father paused for a moment. a single moment. his eyes were wide as kalim's words were processed in his mind.

"kalim's gone missing!"

"nawra's gone missing!"

"rawda's gone missing!"

his father was so used to hearing these sentences, but...

(name)...? why them? why, why, why?

he couldn't think. and as his wife placed her hand on his, squeezing it tight, the first words tumbled out of his mouth.

"find out where they've gone," he ordered to the guards, who all took the command and hurried off out of the room.

kalim and his father stared at each other for a moment longer. neither of them knew why this fate had fallen them again, especially with one of the siblings that were supposed to be at the least risk of being in trouble...

kalim nor his father wanted to think about it any longer. but they knew they had to.

the room is dark. quiet. eerie. you hated it. your mind was so fuzzy and faint that you could barely understand whether the room was truly empty or if it was just the unconsciousness enveloping your brain.

you tried to move. but you couldn't. you were latched onto something. it wasn't rope or cloth because it wasn't soft, no, it was cold. and stiff.

you tried again. you still couldn't move.

you heard something creak across from you. footfalls. heavy, heavy footfalls.

"well, well, well, look who's awake."

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[adultish-momma]

Boring Meetings and Wandering Thoughts

A check-in of sorts, on how the Overblot gang really feels about the magicless student and the aftermath of their boss battles. Besides, they've all just come back from Winter Break, and Committee meetings are incredibly boring. Of course, their minds are going to wander.

Warnings: Possessive thoughts, dark thoughts, allusions to injuries, some of these boys flat out embrace their darker feelings, some live in denial, briefly mentioned jealousy, threat of violence

A/N: Hello! Welcome to a string of notes I have in my Rewrite outline that I really liked the way it sounded so I decided to drop some bulleted cannon for you all. Timeline wise it's set at the very beginning of Book 5, during that first meeting about the VDC. I had some other notes from that same meeting that elaborated more on the actions and actual dialogue occurring during that meeting, but I liked the flow of the boy's perspective more so here we are.

Riddle is busy. He’s running this meeting, and as Chair he just has so much to do. But Yuu is special to him, so whenever he gets the chance to breathe, he tries to pay them attention. And they're subtle, he’ll give them that, but he’s been close to them since the first week of school, and he knows them better than they think. So he knows something happened, but unlike everyone else in this room, Yuu feels comfortable around him. Yuu seeks him out, they take the time to come to him and schedule meetings if his schedule gets too busy. Yuu always stops to chat with him if they chance across each other. Time and experience and trust have earned him a spot as one of their friends, so he’s content in the knowledge that he can wait until after this meeting, and that they will willingly come to him and trust him with whatever it is that dared to bother them in his absence.

It's, well, absolutely abysmal to admit, but times like these, where the vultures and scum of this school hover around his Prefect, crowding their space and taking their time and stealing their attention, times like these cause him to think back on his Overblot with... fondness. The lapse of judgment and control was an absolutely dreadful affair, an experience usually looked back on in bitterness and self-loathing. He's tried to right that wrong and rectify the events leading up to it as well. But, and this is this disgraceful part, he can't look back on his Overblot with regret. Because Riddle will always relish being the Prefect’s first Overblot. It fills him with shame most of the time, that he lost control like that, that he needed the Prefect’s help, that he hurt them. But there’s a part of him that’s filled with pride. He was the first that they showed their immense kindness to, he’s the one who is called a friend, it’s his dorm they turn to first when they need help. And an even darker part of him is delighted to have left such a permanent mark on Yuu, the first in a collection of scars.

By now, he'd usually be asleep, curled up against the Prefect, lulled by their absentminded fidgeting with his tail. But not today. Leona knows something happened while he was gone. He can read the room, the tension coming off of Azul and Kalim, and the way the Prefect is favoring their left side (something they haven’t done since the Magift tournament). The cultural fair really doesn’t hold any interest to him, personal or otherwise, but he doesn’t sleep. No, today he watches, and he plans. Because nobody gets to hurt his Herbivore without his permission and walk away in one piece.

Honestly, sometimes it infuriates Leona how possessive he feels over the herbivore. They’re such a magnet for trouble, heck they caught his attention. It’s so much effort to look after them, and it’s exhausting to even think about the effort it would take to keep others from sniffing around them. But Yuu is worth it, for the way they look at him alone. He’s seen them scared, so it’s not that the way they interact with him is fearless, they’re not stupid. But the Prefect has seen him at his literal worst, seen exactly what he’s capable of, has been permanently scarred by his own Unique Magic, and even at his lowest point, they never looked at him like they were scared of him. Disappointed, yes, but never scared. It's baffling. No matter how vicious he gets, they don’t so much as flinch. It's... been a long time since anyone in his life doesn't flinch around him, doesn't flinch at his attitude or his threats or his magic. And Leona isn’t keen to give that up any time soon, no, this, Yuu, is worth some effort.

Azul doesn’t usually sit next to the Prefect, but after the winter break, he’s reluctant to let Kalim close, especially since the only seat still available is their right side, the side Kalim let his Vice Housewarden injure. It just wouldn't be good business practice is all, seeing as the Prefect is a reliable source of labor when they're strapped for Madol, and Azul protects his business interests thank you very much. A professional such as himself, a mafioso in the making, would not be blushing of all things every time Yuu swipes his fedora to place upon their own head. A businessman of his caliber would not be showing off, attempting to impress the Ramshackle Dormleader. No of course not, he's just practicing good business standards, obviously.

Upon reflection (another good business practice), Azul has come to the conclusion that it was not... well, a bad thing, to be dragged into the Ramshackle dorm's misadventures. He feels his debt to Yuu is paid off now, for the most part. The... necklace... he had given them during that vile loss of control has healed, so they can no longer use that as a bargaining tool against him. And now instead of putting them in mortal peril, he has saved them from mortal peril. They're even, they can start fresh, and he's no longer at a disadvantage when it comes to the Prefect. And upon even further reflection (again, always a good business practice, to look at situations from multiple perspectives and angles), he has to admit.. that... well. It was… nice. For the Prefect, who outmaneuvered him on multiple occasions during their encounter during finals, to genuinely ask him for help. To rely on him. He’s… not exactly… fond… of the idea that they might no longer require his assistance. So he’ll just, stay in sight, in reach, so it’s more convenient for them to turn to him should they need help again. It's just good business practice, to make oneself available for your clientele after all.

Kalim is observant and no one really gives him credit for that. So although he’s bummed he can’t sit next to the Prefect, he’s okay sitting across from them. It’s a better vantage point. He spends most of the meeting watching them, something he used to do before because they make funny faces sometimes, but now he’s looking for something specific. Every twitch, every stretch, every wince they might make he notices, trying to figure out if they’re still feeling any pain from what Jamil did to them. He notices every shift of gravity Azul and Leona make towards the Prefect, every easy invasion of their space, every curve of Yuu's lips in the semblance of a smile towards another person. He notices, and some envious thing sparks in him.

He’s not as flippant about his things as people make him out to be. Sure he gives away experiences and materials like it’s air, but that’s because they're just things. But Kalim cares about those he considers His. He might think of everyone at NRC as a friend, but he’s been through enough to know that some people are more than that, they’re His friends, the ones who have a place in his heart. Jamil for the longest time was the only one he had, but with the recent events, Kalim has found that there’s more room than he thought in his trusting heart, and Yuu fits that space perfectly. And of course, they fit in the new hole in his heart, a person like them is just so rare. They helped him, not because of what he could do for them in return, but just because they wanted to. When everyone else was tiptoeing around him, afraid to set off his new alter ego, the Prefect was upfront and brutally honest. After discovering how long he'd been lied to by the one person he trusted, Yuu's honesty was like an oasis in the desert. And he was a man dying of thirst.

[tezret]

EVIL BEING *points at adorable reader* EVIL

Jamil, picking you up by the armpits like a cat: Bastard

Kalim, taking you: NO!

Jamil, pointing to you: Horrible person, don’t date them, please

Kalim hugging you: NO!! they are perfect *squishes your cheeks together*

[rowrowronnie]

twisted wonderland the bear vibes (zine is now ready for ordering ! go get one for urself! we (esp my friend) put a lot of time and research into the recipes !!)

yeah!!!!!

[the-library-of-forgotten-endings]

this is why you should NOT hit on Kalim Al-Asim

My piece for the ‘who does the prefect like?’ writing collab by @dulcesiabits ! Sorry this is so late, I hope you enjoy it!

note: they/them pronouns used for reader

“They’re onto us, Kalim.”

Kalim blinked. “What do you mean, (Y/N)?”

“The first years,” you hissed, looking left and right. “They suspect that I’m dating someone.”

All the doors and windows of the Ramshackle Dorm were safely locked, and you had drawn the curtains for good measure. You would have switched off the lights too, if there were any (Crowley had forgotten to pay the electricity bills again). The only thing lighting the room you and Kalim were three of the Ramshackle ghosts.

They were your close allies, which you were grateful for. You would need allies in the times to come…

“…how is that a problem?” Kalim frowned with confusion. “It’s not a big deal if people found out we were dating.”

“…” Your eyes began to brim with tears, and you reached over to your boyfriend and tenderly cupped his cheeks with your hands. “Oh, Kalim…sweetheart, angel, love of my life…if people found out we were dating…it would be a complete travesty!”

“Travesty, travesty, travesty!” echoed the ghosts in perfect synchronisation.

“R-really?” Kalim’s eyes shone with fear.

“Yes!”

“…ah…!” Kalim shivered a little as well. “I don’t know why you would think that, but if you say so…do you have a plan?”

“Kalim…” Your face darkened, and you sat back up on the couch. “We need…to become…pals.”

“…but we’re already pals!” chirped Kalim. “You’re my favourite pal!”

“No, Kalim.” You shook your head sadly. “We need to become simply pals. Nothing more. We can only do pal stuff with each other. No kissing. No holding hands. No buying me gifts. No calling each other ‘sugar-bear,’ ‘sweetie-pie,’ or anything of the sort.”

Kalim’s eyes widened, and he began tearing up. “Not even hugging…?”

“Especially not hugging.”

“…what…what if I slip up?” Terror dawned on Kalim’s face. “What if I accidently hug you in public? Then everyone would find out…!”

“If you slip up and accidently show me affection in any way, you need to jump exactly six feet away from me as quick as possible and say, ‘But not like, in a weird way!’ That should cover it up.”

“I hope I don’t give us away…”

“Of course, you won’t! I wouldn’t have told you my plan if you would!” You gave Kalim a loving, adoring smile. “I trust you, Kalim.”

You suddenly turned away from him. “I’m afraid you must leave now, Grim will be arriving…leave, my dear, lest our secret love be revealed to the world!”

“I’m leaving, I’m leaving!”

And Kalim ran out of Ramshackle, trying to be discreet as possible.

By which one means: not discreet at all.

…

“The prefect hasn’t been answering my calls,” grumbled Ace. “They’re probably off kissing Kalim again.”

“Really?” Deuce frowned with confusion. “The prefect isn’t dating anyone, though.”

“Deuce.” Ace grabbed Deuce by the shoulders. “I want you to think. Who told you that the prefect was single?”

“The prefect told me.”

“And why would they say that they’re single?”

“Because they are single?”

“Dummy.” Ace bonked Deuce on the head, and Deuce yelps. “What was that for?!”

“I was trying to get that brain of yours working! Kalim constantly comments hearts under (Y/N)’s photos on Magicam, how can the not be dating?!”

“Maybe because they’re friendship hearts!”

“They have matching heart necklaces with each other’s names on them!”

“Maybe those are friendship necklaces!”

“Deuce, we saw them making out in the corridor.”

“…maybe…they were…making out…platonically?”

Ace facepalmed. “Platonically?! Are you kidding me, Juice?”

“Don’t call me that!”

Jack, who was sitting in the corner of the room silently, finally speaks up. “There are a lot of different sexualities out there, Ace. Platonic make-outs are probably a thing, you know.”

“See, Ace?!” Deuce smiled triumphantly. “I was right!”

“However,” Jack interrupted Deuce’s victory celebration, “I know enough about the prefect that I can be sure that them and Kalim are probably dating.”

“Nah, they’re definitely dating,” called out Epel. “I heard (Y/N) call Kalim ‘wifey’ the other day.”

“What?!” exclaimed Ace and Deuce in unison.

“Yeah. They’ve even got rings. With diamonds and everything, but they’re kinda subtle, so you have to really be paying attention.” Epel looked deep in thought. “Gotta say, if those are real, they hafta be worth a lotta money…”

“No way you’re telling the truth,” scorned Ace. “Even the prefect can’t be that cringe.”

“Are you callin’ me a liar?!”

“You both, calm down,” said Jack. “We need to stop pondering over the prefect’s love life; it isn’t any of our business.”

“That’s the whole point, Jack,” responded Ace, rolling his eyes. “There’s a reason trashy tabloids sell, you know. It’s no fun if it is your business.”

“Still, it doesn’t feel right…”

“Well, if you wanna leave, the door’s right there.” Ace gestured to said door, and smirked. “But be honest, Jack: you’re here because you’re curious, aren’t you? You might try to act all ‘holier than thou’ but deep down you’re dying to know if the prefect is really dating Kalim.”

“…” Jack frowned, but he didn’t move from his seat at the round table.

“Sebek, you haven’t said anything,” noted Deuce, looking at the green-haired, stoic boy. “What do you think?”

“Well, at first, I was admittedly shocked by those two’s behaviour. Handholding? Before marriage? That’s how unplanned pregnancies happen!”

In the background, Ace choked on his own laughter.

“But,” continued Sebek, “When I heard the prefect refer to Kalim as ‘wifey’, it became clear to me that they were, in fact, married or at least engaged, in which case their public displays of affection, while still distasteful, were not the immoral acts of promiscuity I had initially thought them to be.”

“But…they’re not married…?” Deuce treaded carefully, he knew this would set off an explosion.

“What.” A great big frown marred Sebek’s features, and he shouted, “THEN THEY MUST BE SEPERATED AT ONCE! LEST THEY BECOME CORRUPTING INFLUENCE ON THE YOUNG MASTER, NAY, A CORRUPTING INFLUENCE ON OUR ENTIRE GENERATION!”

“Tell me you have no bitches without telling me you have no bitches,” snickered Ace under his breath.

Jack slammed his hand on the table. “We need to stop this madness. We’ve become too unhealthily obsessed with this matter.”

“I wouldn’t say obsessed…” murmured Epel.

“Epel, you made an evidence board,” said Jack pointedly. “With red wool.”

“Okay, maybe we’re kinda obsessed…”

“Anways, we need to bring an end to this once and for all. Either, we find out the truth of the prefect’s relationship, or we drop the entire investigation.”

Murmurs of agreement sounded in the room.

“…But…” Deuce raised his hand. “How are we going to find out if they really are dating or not?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got a plan,” Ace reassured him. “It’s fool-proof, so it should even work on the prefect.”

“And what is the plan?” asked Jack.

Ace smirked.

“Ace, what is the plan?”

Ace’s smirk became wider.

…

“Are you lost, babygorl?” said Jack stiffly, before leaning on the wall in front of Kalim.

Honestly, he should have known better than to have gone with this plan. The only reason he was even here was because Ace was holding his cacti hostage (that little shit). And now, he was here. Trying to seduce the prefect’s man.

Why him?

“Oh, you’re Jack, aren’t you? Honey bea– the prefect mentioned you!” Kalim smiled. “I’m not lost! But thanks, though.”

“Um…” Jack coughed. “You’re welcome.”

The tiny receiver in his ear crackled to life. “What the hell, Jack?!” Ace shouted, his voice tinny in the small speaker. In the corner of his eye, Jack could spot Deuce, Ace and Epel buried in a nearby bush, watching Jack with a hawk’s eye. Sebek wasn’t there, because the moment Ace had explained the plan, he had passed out at the thought of ‘intimate talk’ before marriage. 

“That wasn’t smooth. At all,” said Epel. “Try a different one.”

Jack swallowed. “Anyways…” This is so embarrassing, this is so embarrassing– “Do you like raisins? How do you feel about a date?”

“Oh, I do really like dates!” Kalim’s eyes sparkled. “Why, you got any?”

“…”

“What the heck was that delivery, Jack,” Ace groaned. “You need to be more sultry! More seductive!”

What the hell did Ace know about being sultry and seductive? Didn’t he ghost his only girlfriend?

Jack decided to keep it simple. “Do you…do you want to go out with me?”

“…we are outside, though?” Kalim frowned.

“He’s so…stupid!” Deuce shout-whispered. “A lost case!”

“You’re the one to talk,” replied Ace. Oh, he couldn’t just keep his mouth shut, could he?

“Why, you–!”

“Deuce, stop choking Ace­– WHAT WAS THAT FOR, GODDAMIT?!”

A few more shouts, a crash, and the line went dead.

But hey, Jack guessed this meant he could leave now.

“…I have somewhere to be. Goodbye.”

“Oh, goodbye, Jac–”

“Jack.”

Jack felt a dark, looming, angry presence behind him, one which made him want to start running, but Jack was a proud person, and he didn’t run away, so he turned around, and sorely regretted it.

Because it was you.

With a face that screamed ‘bloody murder’.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” chirped Kalim from behind Jack. “Jack was just asking me if we could go out! Want to join us?”

“Prefect,” began Jack desperately, “I promise you that this isn’t my fault, they were holding my cacti hostage–”

“HOW DARE YOU HIT ON MY WIFE?” you roared, with the force of a thousand suns.

Pride be damned. Jack started running.

…

Grim blinked, as he witnessed you chasing Jack with a murderous look, then turned his gaze to Epel, Ace and Deuce fist fighting in a bush. “What’s happening?”

“Beats me!” said Ortho cheerfully. “Wanna go to my dorm to play some video games?”

“Sure, sounds fun!”

[artsybelle1015]

Not Safe Here

In the mirror, he saw him.

Warnings(!!): hallucinations, panic attacks, minor injuries, SPOILERS FOR BOOK 4!!!!

Part One || Part Two

•••

He hissed, feeling a burn settle onto his hand. Quickly turning off the stove, Jamil held his wrist and investigated the feeling. Just as expected, it was oil from the cooking that had done this, leaving a little yet painful mark on the outside of his hand, close to the thumb.

How could he be so careless?

A sigh escaped his lips, he didn’t mean to get distracted while cooking; in fact, he never does. Strange.

Deciding to pause on the food he was making for himself, he turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen to find a first aid kit in his bathroom. If it had been a meal for Kalim he would’ve simply pushed through, but it was only for himself so he didn’t think it meant much to eat right away.

Turning on the sink on, he ran the hand under the cold yet gentle water. It had reminded him of Kalim’s Oasis spell.

Glancing upwards into the mirror, where the first aid would be behind, his eyes widened. He backed away and instantly tripped near the bathtub. The middle of his spine protested against the sudden hitting from landing back into the tub, but he could care less about that right now.

In the mirror, he saw him. The overblot.

It had only been a couple of weeks since then, many people choosing to avoid him and fear him. He numbed himself to it though, it was already bad enough he hurt Kalim and betrayed his family’s oath, he didn’t want to think of his reputation. He didn’t want to think of his overblot.

But, it was staring at him, menacingly, tilting its head, ink spilling from its mouth with a huge grin, wide eyes.

His breath quickened, his lungs feeling as though there was a rock squishing on them and his lungs moved like a balloon being pressed down on and it was going to pop soon. Coughs came out, it felt like he had the ink welling up in his throat. As the coughing turned into pathetic chokes, he quickly snapped his eyes shut, tears pooling in them.

Everything faded at once… into a twisted black.

___

It felt like an eternity he stared into the darkness.

“Jamil?” called out a familiar voice. This voice ruined his state of numbness and peace in the void he saw.

Slowly opening his eyes, he was right back there, pressed to the bathtub, looking at the mirror. Only this time, it was him, his tired eyes and furrowed brows.

With quick steps, Kalim rushed in front of him and crouched. His face filled with concern and panic, he stayed close yet far to Jamil. “I’m so happy you’re awake. I saw the food on the stove in the kitchen, and you never woke me up so I was scared something happened to you!”

Those were the words Jamil could make out. The rest was just Kalim’s voice, just a muffled voice.

Jamil kept his eyes on the mirror, a blank and dead stare. Noticing he had eye-bags. Since when did he have eye-bags? It was probably from the inability to sleep he had gotten it from.

With a sigh, closing his eyes for a second to look at Kalim, he felt devoid of anything in that present moment. He just perched his back straight, not feeling the pain, and stared to Kalim, who was still talking.

Finally, Jamil spoke, “Enough Kalim, I’m fine.”

“How? I’ve never seen you in this state!” Kalim protested, leaning in closer. “And look at you, you look so tired!”

Jamil gently shoved him away and stood up, Kalim quieting down in response to that. Brushing off his dorm uniform, Jamil wanted to make sure it looked neat and not appear as thought he was panicking.

“Anything you want to eat?”

Kalim’s eyes widen. “How could you say that after just being like that?” Quickly standing up.

“It’s fine, okay? Just answer me.” There was no emotion coming from his voice, and he was beginning to walk back to the kitchen.

Quick footsteps followed behind. Kalim was extremely worried, yet Jamil could not care any less. A part of him still hated Kalim despite everything that happened. But, it was his job to serve for Asim family, whether he liked it or not, he must do so.

That said eldest son spoke up again, “I don’t want you to make me breakfast right now, I’ll just make it myself. You should go and lay down!”

Jamil stopped and sighed, turning over to him. “You know very well you can’t cook, and as I said I am fine, it was just a rough night and I got sleep anyways.”

Kalim brows lowered, he looked almost angry. “Jamil, you burned your hand.”

Looking at his hand, he remembered it, he had forgotten about it for some time and now that it was mentioned it started to hurt again. All he did was shove that hand into his hoods pocket and exclaimed, “Yes, but it’s small and inconvenient.”

“Jamil, I’m kicking you out.”

His eyes widened and he quickly stared at Kalim, exasperated look. “What?”

Kalim took a deep breath, and said in pure confidence, “Jamil, I know you have been tired and upset, I’m not stupid. You need to take care of yourself and clearly living here isn’t doing it.”

Jamil eyes went dead again, he was feeling angry now, but didn’t want to express it. When he was angry he overblotted. He didn’t want to do that again. “Kalim, you and I both know you can’t take care of yourself alone. It wouldn’t be a wise choice to do that.”

“Quiet!” Kalim hushed, then quickly covered his mouth in guilt, Jamil couldn’t care right now though. “Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that. I got this though, okay? Plus plenty of people who I can talk to! Jamil it’s important you do things on your own and get rest.”

“I’m not leaving.” Jamil decided to head back to the kitchen anyways and try to continue the day as normal.

Under no circumstance was he going to leave, it would be a foul idea. Jamil Viper leaving Kalim alone, what a ridiculous idea. His purpose in life was to serve, and serve he will. There is no anger or trying to seek revenge, he must push on.

Kalim rushed in front of him, blocking the entrance to the kitchen.

Raising an eyebrow, Jamil asked, “What are you doing?”

“Pack your bags!” Kalim cheered. “You and I are heading to the ramshackle.”

“You can’t be serious?” he was freaking out now, panic rising again, not as much as last night, but still a bad amount.

Oh sevens, he was a failure to his family and Kalim and Scarabia as a whole.

His head began to pound, vision getting fussy. Quickly grabbing his head he backed away stumbling a bit. He messed up, why did he have to manipulate people? Why did he try to hurt others? Why did he have to hate Kalim.

“Jamil!” Kalim screeched, grabbing his arm. This snapped Jamil out of his thoughts, staring at him with paranoid eyes. “It’s not safe for you to live here.”

Jamil lost his voice, everything hurt in him. His throat once again felt as though it was clogged by ink. This wasn’t fair.

Grabbing his hand, Kalim guided Jamil to his room.

Too much in shock, he just watched Kalim back up bags with uniforms and clothes for each day. All of his daily care stuff such as hairbrush, and toothpaste were being thrown in too.

Now that he thought about it he hadn’t brushed his teeth or hair, he didn’t make himself look presentable. He looked horrible and people were realizing it.

“Kalim…” Jamil choked out. “Doesn’t the Prefect hate me?”

Slowly turning his head, Kalim looked into his thin snake eyes and shook his head. “Well, you see I talked to the Prefect and we talked. It was their idea to let you in. In fact, they want to get to know you, the real you. Yes they’re not happy with you but…” he softly smiled “wouldn’t it be nice to make a new friend?”

Jamil honestly couldn’t remember much after that, only that he suddenly appeared at ramshackle.

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Authors Note: First time I’ve ever posted a fanfic oh em gee. Anyways, thinking of a part two honestly, but it’s mostly for my own main character/Yuu. I enjoyed this though, so I hope whoever is reading did too!

[twillightteaparty]

can i request a scenario with all the twisted wonderland dormheads in which their s/o reveals to them that they're a mermaid? Thank you!

Dorm leaders! With a mermaid S/O!

Vil

Vil will just simply be happy you told him, though he still is a little upset that you think he didn't know already especially with how caring and attentive he is.

After all he pays so much attention to detail. ESPECIALLY, when he is coming up with the best skin care and self care routine for the both of you.

Regardless he'll be sure to ask if there is anything he should keep in mind moving forward in your guy's relationship

He'd also, at some point, as how'd youd like to go about him meeting your family. After all making a potion for him to either breathe underwater or become a mere man wouldn't be hard for himself a master of potions.

Malleus

Malleus is absolutely amused, asking if this was some kind of secret he wasn't supposed to know previously. Because I assure you he most certainly already knew.

It may or may not have something to do with the secret background check Lilia had done without anyone knowing.

Regardless Malleus is happy to hear this information from yourself rather than his overprotective knight of a father figure.

Will ask if it's alright to see you in your mere form because he is one very curious dragon fae after all.

Kalim

Unclear if he had already known or not but that simply doesn't matter. What does matter is that Kalim is absolutely starstruck and reminds you no matter what he loves you.

Doesn't matltter what kind of mere person you are he thinks you're the prettiest and most breath taking person to exist across the seven lands. This includes even if your a deep sea mer person.

King of Nicknames /pet names, though he usually sticks to calling you treasure because you are amazing in his eyes.

Best personal hype man especially if you are shy about showing your mere form. Will shower you with every compliment known to man.

Riddle

If your not careful enough or even too careful about how you approach this conversation with Riddle he will first think you are trying to break up with him.

Because of his incredibly bad interpersonal relationship skills when you say "I have something I'd like to tell you" he simply assumes the worst is about to happen.

On the bright side Riddle will now have the best swim instructor that he can get. Because of personal headcanons among friends that assume Riddle can not swim, his swimming skills are more like nearly not drowning skills.

It most certainly doesn't help that now that he is constantly harassed by Floyd Riddle now has a deep rooted fear of the ocean that you may need to help him cope with.

Leona

Man's doesn't even bat an eye, at most you can get him to say that's neat. Mostly because he assumes this will change absolutely nothing about your guy's relationship.

That said if he seas your merform man's becomes an even bigger simp than he already was for you.

Not the world's best hype man but will tell you how pretty and breath taking you are, most importantly he won't shut up about what you do to him.

At the end of the day Leona isn't surprised and he doesn't make a big deal about it and is just his typical lazy lion self.

Azul

Man's jaw is on the floor. He has no idea how to react, he's so astonished he didn't know sooner. Despite that fact he is still incredibly happy and super embarrassed.

If you show him your mere form he is starstruck and be comes dumb and in love. Incoherent ramblings of compliments and praise, no matter if he is jealous or not.

Will cherish you to the underworld and back. Though that said he does still think he's a "stinky octopus" and that you deserve better than him.

So although he's embarrassed he hadn't realized, he is still a hopeless romantic that hopes to sweep you off your feet. He also hopes his mom won't embarrass him in front of you.

Idia

Idia is nothing more than a sputtering mess grasping at straws trying to form a coherent sentence in hopes to form a response to you.

Already thought you were amazing and wonderful before but becomes absolutely enchanted with you and your mere form.

Takes a extremely well and you basically have him wrapped around your finger getting him to do whatever you ask

Idia thinks he is in fact the luckiest man on this God damned forsaken planet whenever he sees you.

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Going to be honest with you guys on this one and say I hated writing this because I had no idea what to write. The burnout for three months did not help either.

I hope you all enjoy however

Admin tea

[les1for1beans]

THIS IS LITERALLY JAMIL AND KALIM GOODNIGHT.

[ru-miere]

AHHHH- happy birthday kalimm!!

literally drew this- nearly forgetting his birthday at some point and drawing this during the pride parade.

but oh my god! a fellow cancerian

[dailyfigures]

Kalim Al-Asim ; Twisted Wonderland ☆ Aniplex

[flaringfoxsoul03]

Hi, Fox! I've always wondered what if Yuu could control black rocks by absorbing them into himself? I recently watched a Netflix movie called Titans and there was a girl named Rachel Roth in it. I really liked her umbrakenese. Can you write dorm leaders reaction to the fact that the MC can absorb black rocks and make umbracenesis out of them

I literally had to look up what umbrakenese was and honestly it would fit very well, just more geared towards Grim. Nonetheless, I will do this for the Twisted Wonderland fandom as I try my hardest to describe how these poor Housewardens react to the factory express of dealing with trauma!

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Warning!: Spoilers for Twisted Wonderland Canon mentioned! Consider this your only warning!

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Housewardens find out you have Umbrakenese abilities!

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Riddle Rosehearts

The man nearly has a heart attack when he first sees you do this initially. Why are you absorbing that rock? It directly came from his Overblot, so you want to die faster than you already would as a person of no magical descent?! Then he sees you play with shadows with no magic director with no obvious damages whatsoever

He’s officially freaked out now

You know he’s not that mentally stable, rules are his version of being able to ground himself so he doesn’t loose any control. After just loosing said control and watch you break every rule he’s ever known to hold the foundation of his entire world just may accidentally send him into a short coma

Yes, you will have to come clean when he comes to in the Infirmary, you’ve just been a bastard without being one on purpose because you were too careless and too damn excited to be able to defend yourself again, even if it’s not by much

Riddle will most likely just clarify how your world’s logic can only apply to you despite you not being there physically

While he’s still concerned in the long run on how absorbing the massive amount of negative energy will be for you, he can’t really tell you to not do anything other than to not overdo it in hopes of making sure you don’t have a similar meltdown like he did

Leona Kingscholar

Confused as hell when he first walks into the Infirmary and sees you absorbing that black rock he made during his Overblot, then he launches into “What the hell, Herbivore?!”

This is because he actually knows what those rocks are purely made of. In short, horrible it is for anyone to have it due to its massive amounts of negative energy stored in such a small space

What he doesn’t expect is the Herbivore to just… absorb it into their skin and start playing with the shadows of their room as they make real movements based off your direction of hands, evening bringing a small amount into the space above you to turn into little distracting shapes while recovering from the Magift disk smacked you in the head

Did I mention Leona doesn’t say a word? He’s just quietly reacting and observing you up to this point

He eventually enters and asks you what the hell you think you’re doing while you’re literally in the Infirmary for a possible brain injury, playing with shadows isn’t going to speed up your recovery progress, even slow it down with whatever the hell you’re doing

When you finally explain what you’re actually doing after he makes you stop, Leona is just disappointed in your face that you would make your injury worse so you could be less bored by yourself. Don’t worry; he reminds you how your Heartstlabyul boys are probably doing with Grim

It doesn’t actually help you calm down, but it’s enough to make you forget about your powers for awhile

On the inside, Leona is contemplating whether or not he brings this up with anyone. Sure, you can now somewhat better defend yourself, but now he runs into the prospect of you hurting yourself from the negative energy stored within those rocks causing massive side effects the more you absorb

He decides to tell Ruggie about it once he’s gotten you to finally fall asleep. While they won’t do anything to stop you now, they will keep an eye on you through Jack more often than not as you’re much closer to your first year boys

Azul Ashengrotto

He catches you when the ADeuce and Grim start spending more than you actually have, so you start working with the Tweels and Azul so you can pay off some of the inevitable debt coming your way. He watches you absorb the rock into your skin and then start manipulating the shadows around you the help you wash some of those dishes

Did I mention this is after the whole fiasco of his personal Overblot and the whole “Grim’s spending money we just don’t have” and you’re cleaning up the dishes as you’ve sent the boys back to their respective dorms

Let’s say it was a rude awakening that you’re not really supposed to be doing this, even if it does help your powers grow. Azul let’s you know loud and clear enough that Jade and Floyd join in on the “fun” and learn what your dumbass has been doing since you’ve arrived at the college

You promise them that you won’t do it again, but in all honesty? Floyd’s probably the one begging you to see if you can lift him up now with your umbrakenese powers while Azul and Jade face palm, but make plans to get together later and make backup plans to if you end up having a similar event to an Overblot in private while you’re distracted by Floyd

Kalim Al-Asim

This happy go lucky boy is probably the only one who will let you off the hook, only because he doesn’t actually know what’s going on with you or realize what you’re doing may kill you in the end. Kalim just doesn’t see the negative side effects that will be going full throttle after Jamil’s Overblot, after all, he’s just an optimist

He does catch you alone when everyone’s retired the eve after Jamil’s Overblot, sucking down something and hiding something, he just doesn’t know what!

The best decision is just to outright ask you, right? So he does! Here’s where you can lie off your ass to the pure boy until he slips up and accidentally tells someone, maybe Cater from Heartstabyul or Lilia from Diasominia. You tell him you do have magic powers, but they only work for a short amount of time, just like a Signature Spell, but no one else can find out because then they’ll try and force more magical lessons down your throat that you can’t actually do because your magic is super limited, even with a magical enhancer like the magic pens everyone at the college is assigned (mostly because you don’t have the heart to tell him that the Headmaster basically said to you to buy your own pen)

Poor rich boy absolutely believes you because he’s literally that naive, and he goes on his merry way. But, of course, after he begs you to play with the shadows for him! Won’t you show him what you can do? Kalim promises to never tell another soul about your abilities! He just finds the entire concept so fascinating, he just can’t help but look at it in awe every time you managed to create such beauty from darkness

Vil Schoenheit

What in flying two-faced Evil Queen are you doing?! Do you have any idea of what that will do to your skin?! Darling no!

Yes, your ass is just too damn obvious, you will forever be caught by these Housewardens. And yes, that’s a quote from Vil seeing your stupid brain make another really bad decision just before you planned on meeting him

This, of course, takes place after the whole Talent show NRC put on in competition with RSA as Vil invited you to spend the night with him in his dorm so he can learn more about you (and figure out why you were looking so damn pale during the sunny days you guys were having on campus along with those ghastly bags under your eyes no one seems to be talking about outright…)

He recognizes that it’s the stone he produced after his Overblot, a manifesto of all the negative and overexertions he forced himself through during his downfall. He never expected the Prefect to ever just be absorbing such horrendous things into their body

When he realizes you do it so you can manipulate the shadows to the highest degrees, he’s just more confused and internally worried at the situation. On one hand, you now have a more effective way to defend yourself against the jerks of this college. But on the other hand, you now have deal with the equivalent of five lifetimes of negative energy and exhaustion.

He just wants to pamper you to no bounds end, and yes, you’ll follow everything he says to the T. There’ll be no rescuing the first year boys from Riddle, no legal scams coming from the Octavinelle boys, and no mischief with the Savannaclaw or Scrabia boys regardless of it being good or bad

He’s texting Rook on the side to collect as much information he can about you while trying to save what’s left of your skin. He’s terrified you’ll start hurting yourself due to the immense reliance people have for you just like he did to you in recent hours, and that just not fair to you! How can he treat someone so poorly when he prides himself on being able to be that rock for every single one of his followers on Magicam or literally anywhere else? He’s going to try his best to make it up to you, despite being difficult most of the time because he can’t even admit to himself even though he knows that you’re possibly the only one who can survive mass amounts of trauma, he’s going to find a counterbalance to your negative energy intake because he absolutely knows it’ll be too much in the end. Vil just doesn’t have the luxury to know when it’s finally happening

Idia Shroud

How are you alive??? No seriously, you should be dead with that amount of negativity energy following through you at massive rates, almost 10x the normal for any magical being! What’s going on?!

You’ve finally begun to start caving under the pressure of everything, despite lasting almost an entire year with these hooligans. It’s to the point where you’ve lashed out at your fellow peers and even people you consider great friends. It’s enough to land you at Idia’s domain for a check up which inadvertently landslides into him Overbloting. Just as you didn’t think the day could get worse and deviate from you for once!

He catches you just sitting in one of the abandoned court yards on campus grounds as everyone else is celebrating elsewhere that they didn’t get literally dragged down to another version of hell. The night was young and you just had to get rid of the stone, what better time would be for your powers to finally kick in?

Apparently when Idia walks into you absorbing the stone and your shooting yourself into the air with your umbrakenese abilities. That gave him a heart attack and him shouting at you to come back

Luckily, Ortho has joined his older brother, so together they zoom after you into one of the clouds. After getting a better look at you, they see your pale skin seem to burn in the direct moonlight, worse bags than Idia’s ever had the pleasure to deal with, and baggy clothes that smell like they probably should’ve been washed a week ago (or is the stench coming from lack of your own care of body?)

They finally convince you to come down and they take you to Idia’s personal lab and room. This is where you’ve come to find that you’ve accumulated so much Overblot that you should be put in temporary isolation to recover from such massive amounts of blotting. Though when you’re feeling better, Idia wants to talk to you about finding an alternative power source for your unbrakenese abilities

Idia is baffled that you would do that to yourself, even after they’ve all been so horrible to you. While he’s thrilled at your abilities being very strong and capable, he’s much too worried for you to finally break, you’re about to tip over the edge if you don’t rest after all. Ortho just wants to take care of you, but isn’t the best at it and will need just a tad bit of guidance. Don’t worry though! His little mechanical heart is in the right place

Malleus Draconia

“… Prefect… What have you done to yourself…?”

Quote the angsty fae prince as he watches you turn into a monstrous shell of who you once were as you’ve been caught absorbing his stone, the final stone, proving to be too much for you to properly rest and to instead get rid of the stone permanently

What you didn’t know was that once enough blot accumulated in you, you could have an Overblot. Which should have been preposterous! You don’t get affected by anything! Not even as you were wheezing through Malleus’s dream court with Grim and Silver. Not while you’ve seen people worry about you in their dreams, asking one another, “Will the Prefect be okay?”

You had to be the strong one for all your boys, no matter how strong they were! Even if that meant they could never leave campus, that left too many changing variables to keep account of! They’ll be safer at Night Raven College, shrouded by the darkness that spills from your eyes and mouth

Malleus had seen your demising fall into absolute ruin. He tried to stop you when you finally forced his stone from his Overblot into you, even when your physical body rejected it. He watched you turn into the scariest creature he’s ever had to deal with in his life. This monster thing had 7 times worth of negative life experience and emotions from emotionally charged teen boys, all varying in massive amounts of power

It took all of they’re combined effort together, they were able to drag you out of the darkness you surrounded yourself with. Though it took longer as black goop just kind of exploded everywhere and you were stuck in the center of it all suffocating, so that was even more fun

Nonetheless, they got you out, Malleus holding you tight and Idia scanned you to check for anymore injuries. Vil being dramatic with Kalim while Leona held your hand as Azul and Riddle sobbed behind him thinking you’d fought your last battle

No one thought hearing you gasp for air would ever sound so good, though they now had to haul ass to the Infirmary to get you to a more stable condition

Malleus would probably take awhile to forgive himself for positioning you to finally fall down, but he promised he would do his best to make it up to you for as long as you chose to live, promising him to live a happily thrill packed life with everyone else too

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That’s another set of Headcanons completed! That took super long, but I hope I bonked the point home that you should never try to absorb or eat a random rock you found lying around on the floor!

Until next time!

~Fox

[apompkwrites]

threats against the asims || kalim al-asim

masterlist characters: kalim (platonic) genre: angst contains: kidnapping/assassination attempts (mentioned), guilt/self-deprecation, foreshadowing hehe, lots of new characters bc the asims have 32 CHILDREN summary: the asim name comes with some setbacks. it usually involves the oldest sibling. so why does your body seem on such high alert recently? notes: woohoo finally lil asim was long overdue for a new chapter :DD sorry for the names taken off like one website :// parts: [og post] | [previous] | [next]

typically, you didn't worry about the countless hardships that befell you and your siblings all because of your family name. you didn't have to worry about all of that because, despite being a part of the asim family, the threats didn't involve you. more often than not, they involved the eldest son, kalim, and, on rare occasions, the youngest twins, nawra and rawda.

they were the most logical victims in your family, more so kalim than the twins considering he was the heir of the family. the tendency of kalim to fall victim to these threats and dangers had caused your parents to be extra cautious with him, doting on him every second of the day.

meanwhile, the rest of your siblings sat in the middle of all of the chaos, torn between being relieved that your brother would be safe and sound at the end of the day and jealous, a feeling that often made you feel sick to your stomach.

the jealousy made you sick because how dare you all feel this way? there was your brother, having been the victim of countless kidnappings and assassination attempts, and you had the gall to be jealous of him?

...deep down, you knew it wasn't because of the tragedies that seemed to follow him. no, in fact, you knew you all prayed for the day your precious big brother who smiled brighter than the sun would get to live peacefully without worrying about being taken or killed in an instant.

what made you, and a majority of your siblings, jealous was the fact that your parents doted on him. the younger siblings never worried about that, not until they found themselves being replaced by another much younger child. but the older children were envious, the feeling bubbling in their chests and gripping at their hearts like snakes coiled around their prey.

you all wished for nothing more than to be loved and doted on by your parents.

but you knew you wouldn't get that. not unless...

it was quite common for qamar and hala to wake up in the middle of the night in search of you. ever since they had caught you sitting on one of the windowsills, staring out into the night sky as the sounds of kalim and your younger siblings sneaking out faded into the distance, the twins had made it their mission to sit with you until they passed out.

they were always drawn to the moon and stars. that's what you told yourself. that's why they sought to find you in the late hours of the night.

and you didn't mind that. even if they didn't come here for you, they were here. they were curled up by your side, squeezed against you to fit on the windowsill with their hands gripping your pajamas and their heads laying against you. you would have your arms wrapped around them, lightly stroking your thumbs against their hair that would no doubt be tangled and messy by the time they woke up in their beds.

but this night, when they had found their usual spots in your arms, was much different than the others.

you didn't feel relief with a little twinge of doubt in your body. no, there was no relief to be felt at all. instead, your anxiety spiked, your heart and stomach feeling as if they were being squeezed and twisted in your body.

you didn't hear kalim that night. it was oddly quiet and that only added to the dread building in your stomach.

"(name)..." qamar's quiet whine was enough to pull your attention elsewhere. you glanced down at him, letting your fingers comb through his hair.

"i thought you were still asleep," you whispered to him, smiling softly when he nuzzled further into your side.

"you're shaking..." he muttered into your clothes, clutching at the cloth as if to steady you. "are you cold...?"

"no," you responded, hoisting the twins in your arms, the entire situation comical to watch considering the twins were very close in age to you. hala, still sound asleep, tucked her head into your shoulder and wrapped her legs around your waist. meanwhile, qamar, still sluggish and tired, managed to stand beside you and walked as you headed back to their room. "but, it's probably best to head back now."

"m'kay," qamar yawned, leaning more into your side with each step.

in hindsight, you probably should have trusted your gut that night.

faraj was one of the older siblings you felt you could turn to in your house. maybe it was because he wasn't one of the oldest but also because his entire demeanor was welcoming.

of course, you didn't like bothering him with anything. no, just sitting in his room as he read a book was enough for you. sometimes, he would mutter the words out loud and you'd listen to his voice fill the quiet room.

you usually found solace and peace during these times. but not today. you didn't know what it was but you had the same twisting feeling in your gut that told you something was wrong. something was wrong and you had no idea what it was.

"(name)?" much like that night on the windowsill, faraj called out to you in the same way that qamar did, albeit without the sleepy tone. his book was partly closed, his thumb keeping his spot marked. "something's bothering you. what's wrong?"

"huh?" unlike that night, faraj's words weren't enough to distract you from the twisting feeling in your gut. "uh, just not feeling good... that's all."

"you're feeling sick? do you need to see mahdi?" faraj questioned, slipping his bookmark in between his pages and placing his book on his bed. "i'm sure he has some things that'll make you feel better."

"no!" you yelped, jumping to grab onto faraj before he could leave. "no, no, no... i'm... i'm fine. just need some rest is all."

faraj stared at you for what seemed like minutes. he stared as if he were picking apart each and every lie you had told him over the years, starting with this very one. it wasn't until he let out a resigned sigh and trudged back to his bed did you let yourself relax as much as you could.

"if you're sure," he huffed, burying his face back in his book. granted, his eyes didn't seem to be fully reading the words on the page.

in hindsight, you probably should have let faraj take you to mahdi.

the night was quiet again. the twins had yet to make their appearance, so you were left all alone to revel in the silence. it was surprisingly calming, a welcome difference compared to the sinking feeling in your gut that had been a constant ever since that night.

it was so dark that you didn't even notice the person outside the window, staring at you.

it only allowed them the perfect opportunity to--

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[unpredictable-probabilities]

A Potion Mishap

Jamil x Kalim | Total Word Count: 2,772

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

(Masterlist)

[tezret]

He is?!

You/Reader: I don’t how to tell you this… but you’re in love with me

Kalim: aha… what?

You/Reader: …

Kalim, gasping: Oh my seven- I AM!

Jamil: What- what kind of confession was that?

[drkktea]

Kalim Al Asim! ✧*。

—This is Kalim Al Asim appreciation post >:D he's so cute omg(〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)

(i also don't know ab his hand,, did i drew that well? lmao)

[fima11]

Sea otter⁉️🦦

Floyd was so right about him.